Even though he wailed, Han Cheng had nothing to say about Bo's craftsmanship.

The iron knife, which seemed awkward to use in his hands, seemed to come alive in Bo's hands. After a series of crackling sounds, a thin and thin bamboo strip appeared.

Looks extremely relaxed.

With Lame, Han Cheng no longer had to do the rest. He only needed to provide theoretical guidance and serve as a part-time supervisor.

The frame of a Kongming lantern is easy to make. Just tie a few thin bamboo strips into a frame that is larger at the top and smaller at the bottom.

This task is difficult for the dexterous Lame.

The hands, which looked extremely rough and covered with calluses, moved back and forth. After a while, a skeleton that was better than Han Cheng had imagined appeared in front of him.

After doing all this, Bo and Shitou looked at Han Cheng with anticipation, wanting to know what to do next.

From the mouth of the stone, Lame already knew what the Son of God was going to create.

Something that can fly into the sky sounds very shocking.

In their cognition, the sky has always been an extremely mysterious existence.

It rains and snows there, and there are terrifying noises and bright lights. It is said that the gods live there.

Apart from birds with wings, in their knowledge, the only ones who can fly to the sky are the cowherd wearing the skin of a talking cow and his two offspring.

The Son of God who descended from the sky can be considered half, but after falling from the sky, he can never go up again.

If someone else had said that we could create something that could fly into the sky, I would have sneered. But when it came from the mouth of the Son of God, it was very different.

Even if the Son of God said that soil could be eaten, he would take a couple of bites to taste it without hesitation.

While looking forward to it, Bo was also thinking about telling everyone the news after a while.

This is a rare moment to witness a miracle.

And it is something more miraculous than all the miracles in the past!

Han Cheng knew what this guy was thinking without him saying anything.

But I didn’t know what to say for a moment to tell Bo not to spread this matter.

So after thinking for a while, I gave up resisting and was ready to let it go.

If the Kongming lantern really couldn't be made, the worst that could happen was that he would use the kite, which was his ultimate weapon. That would at least prevent him from completely collapsing.

Logically speaking, under the current circumstances, kites are undoubtedly much easier to make than Kongming lanterns.

The reason why Han Cheng put the simple kite at the end as a backup is because the Kongming lantern is more suitable for the current tribe and is more compatible with the stone.

Unlike the Wright brothers who were inspired to fly into the sky after seeing a kite flying in the sky and eventually developed the airplane, even if Stone had set his ambition as hard as a rock, he would never be able to make an airplane.

Even if we count the second and third generations of Stone, it won’t work.

Because the two lived in different eras, one was a small tribe that had just stepped half way into farming and didn't even have some wire.

One is the industrial age, which was the result of colonial expansion, great geographical discoveries, various sciences, and all kinds of new things popping up like mushrooms after a rain. Human society had accumulated strength for thousands of years before it finally developed.

There is simply no comparison between the two.

Compared with airplanes, which have extremely high requirements and integrate various high-tech technologies, the hot air balloon, which is an enlarged version of the Kongming lantern, is much simpler.

Of course, even if it is simple, it is still a once-in-a-lifetime series.

However, compared with the flight that has no expected arrival date, this one is still something to look forward to.

Even if a stone could not accomplish such a feat, it can be passed down to the second and third generations of stone, and so on, generation after generation.

As long as these descendants can remain committed and persevere in this matter, it will basically be possible for them to fly into the sky in a hot air balloon within ten generations.

Of course, the prerequisite is that the Qingque tribe can survive, and it must be stronger than it is now, with more new things.

At this time, it seems that there is not much difference between Kongming lanterns and kites, and they are both just for fun, but as you extend it further, they are two very different paths.

As a latecomer, Han Cheng is able to foresee many things.

It was precisely because he understood the huge difference between the two that he still chose the Kongming lantern even though he knew that it was difficult to make.

It’s a pity that such good intentions cannot be told to outsiders, and only oneself can be moved.

The frame of the Kongming lantern has been set up, and the next thing to do is, of course, to paste snake skin on it.

Looking at the two people who were running very fast and were being driven by him to collect rosin, Han Cheng, whose eyes were a little hot due to his own emotion, couldn't help sniffing.

It is understandable that the stone runs very fast, but it is a bit inappropriate for you, an adult with limited legs and feet, to run so fast.

It is true that if a lame person is no longer lame, he will go to heaven.

Han Dashenzi, who felt a little resentful about the Kongming lantern, looked in the direction where the person was leaving quickly and kept complaining to release some of the depressed feelings in his heart.

Complaints may be complaints, but what needs to be done still needs to be done.

After finishing his complaints, Han Cheng continued to dig the soil with a hoe to dig trenches and create flower beds.

While digging the soil, what was on my mind was how to solve the problem of refractory materials for the Kongming lanterns.

The reason why he was thinking while digging the soil was not because Han Cheng valued time and was so hardworking, but to avoid the verbal harm from Bai Xuemei.

An innocent and confused expression, coupled with unconscious but extremely accurate words, can cause the greatest harm to people, and every word is a critical hit.

But you can't do anything to her, after all, your child is still in her belly.

This kind of thing is the most distressing.

Han Cheng's prediction was correct. Lame Big Mouth never disappoints anyone.

He just went with Stone to collect some pine resin, but the news that the Son of God was going to make a tool that could fly to the sky had already spread in the tribe.

Even in later generations, flying is a remarkable event that deserves national jubilation, let alone now.

As soon as the news was released, it spread throughout the Qingque tribe with the chilly spring breeze. Even the slaves and some drooling three-year-old children knew about it and showed great curiosity.

Everyone endured the agony and finally waited until the sun set, then they immediately packed up their things and headed back to the tribe.

After returning to the tribe, they did not gather around the rice jar as usual, but instead gathered around the Son of God, as if Han Cheng had become a hot commodity.

It was not until Han Dashenzi, who had been watched like a monkey for a while, showed his power, caught a few guys in the front, and kicked them in the buttocks, that the matter came to a temporary end...Fupin Chinese